The third one had me fighting to not make a sound, and I felt Ms. Swanson move her thigh along the bulge in my trousers. I could not believe how sexua...ly aroused I was getting with every blow. Her nylon covered thigh was rubbing against my hard cock.Pausing before the fourth blow, Ms. Swanson asked. “So you enjoy drawing provocative pictures of Ms. Applegate, Carl?”“Yes, I do.”I knew better not to lie, as the remaining blows of the paddle would be even harder than what I anticipated to. Ok ab me apni story shuru karta hoon. Ye baat aaj se 3 saal pehale ki hai. Mera apna ghar dehradun me hai or me uttranchal se hi belong karta hoon. Meri sister ki marriage thi. Jisme humare ghar bahut se relative aaye hue the. Unhime ek ladki thi Megha. Wo meri mausi ki ladki hai. Phone par tau mene usase kai baar baat ki thi but ye pata nahi tha ki wo itna solid maal hogi. Kyunki me tau use kaafi choti bachhi samjhta tha. Abhi 10th me hi padhti thi. Humara gaon Dehradun se 150 km door hai.. "You're a MAN!" he exclaimed ? and received a swat on the side of his head that knocked him to the ground."Idiot girl!" she snarled. "Didn't you know that ALL women have breasts? Did you learn NOTHING from the training you got this morning?"He understood nothing. Looked up at her blankly. She shook her head sorrowfully. "Think! When us women took over, we wanted you men to be what women had been for thousands of years - mindless chattels, interested in nothing but pleasing the dominant gender!. The streets looked all but empty, most people having retired indoors.He remembered Waterfell well, the place he had first met Glinda and bound her to him. It was a peaceful village, and as such had no guards, or walls, or anything else that would hinder the force gathered a short distance behind him, just out of sight of the town.Fifty Wardens of the Dead, all mounted, and their pale-grey Risen of varying races, all with eyes of ghostly white and skin of pallid grey, were grouped together in.